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Chapter 81: The Son-in-law must be a great talent

Zhu Yasuo sat on the edge of the bed, took a laptop and looked at it.

It turned out that she didn't recognize many of the words in front of me, but this article was very difficult for her to understand, and she even didn't understand many of the words in it.

I only understand one thing, which is what Hao Guangming said, this Chujing super rice can produce nearly 1,000 kilograms per mu.

Well, she was not shocked by this data.

Because she had no idea what the grain yield per mu was in Ming Dynasty.

Without comparison, how can we be shocked?

With a slight blush on her pretty face, Zhu Yuyao decided not to be ashamed to ask - besides, there was nothing shameful about asking her husband.

"Do you know how much grain we produce per mu in Ming Dynasty?"

Hao Guangming smiled when he heard this question.

He had known the relevant data before because he liked to read through Ming novels.

Then he said: "According to the information I have found, farmers in the north use wheat and millet, that is, millet, as their main food. Whether it is spring wheat or autumn millet, the yield per mu in a normal year is one to two hundred catties."

In other words, the annual output of staple grains per mu is more than 300 kilograms. Even if beans and other miscellaneous grains are added, it is estimated that it will not reach 400 kilograms.

The south is better. In some places, spring wheat and autumn rice can produce four to five hundred kilograms of staple food per mu in a year.

A few places have learned to double-crop rice and can produce about 600 kilograms per mu in a year.

The above data are all in normal years, but now you are in the Little Ice Age, and even Lingnan has begun to snow, which shows how cold the climate is.

Coupled with natural disasters and military disasters one after another, in fact, many places have either poor or no harvests."

Zhu Ailao was silent for a while after listening.

She originally just wanted to know what the concept of super rice with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu was.

But after hearing the series of data Hao Guangming said, she felt like crying for no reason.

Compared with the farmers in Dahua who can grow super rice with a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, the farmers in Ming Dynasty are so pitiful.

Even if the year is good, after a whole year of hard work, we can only harvest five to six hundred kilograms of grain.

If there is a natural or man-made disaster, the harvest will be poor or even impossible.

As for the country of Great China, farmers can produce thousands of kilograms of rice per mu with just one kind of super rice, not to mention other miscellaneous grains such as sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, and soybeans...

Hao Guangming didn't know what Zhu Yulao had thought.

If he had known, he might have been able to hold back and give Zhu Yuluo a double blow.

What does a thousand kilograms of yield per mu count?

What are all the miscellaneous grains?

There are no farmers in modern Great China who make a living purely by farming, right?

Even the state no longer collects agricultural taxes and even subsidizes farmers who farm the land.

The Ming Dynasty and the Great China Kingdom are not from the same era at all and cannot be compared at all.

If you insist on comparing, you are looking for abuse.

"Don't think too much." Hao Guangming patted Zhu Yuluo's shoulder, "Even if the seeds here cannot be planted in the Ming Dynasty, you can still let the people grow sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, pumpkins, etc.

Just like what you said to the soldiers tonight, as long as the world is peaceful and everyone works together, we will definitely be able to survive the famine."

"Um!"

Zhu Aelao looked into Hao Guangming's eyes and nodded heavily.

···

The next day.

At a little after five o'clock in the morning, Zhu Yuluo came to Daming.

At this time, the soldiers were already having breakfast, and after finishing their meals, they broke camp and went on their way.

When Zhu Aela came, she first looked at the little turtle and found that the little guy could still run and move in the bottle. She was in an inexplicable mood.

The pot of aquatic iris has been watered by Fei Zhen'e, but it looks a little wilted.

Fei Zhen'e noticed Zhu A'ao staring at the iris and said, "Your Highness, these flowers will wither for a day or two just after they are transplanted."

As for the temperature, it's not very cold.

After all, it has entered the fifth month of the lunar calendar, and even during the Little Ice Age, the climate has begun to warm up.

After breakfast, Zhu Aona continued to walk with the soldiers as she had done the previous few days.

She found that today there was no need for the generals to supervise, and the soldiers were all on their way vigorously.

As soon as a few soldiers with a slack mentality slow down their pace, they will be urged or even glared at by other soldiers.

"Do you want to watch a movie tonight? If you want to watch it, go faster!"

"Whoever in the team slows down the march and doesn't reach seventy miles by night, don't blame me for not letting him go!"

"Everyone, go faster!"

“···”

Li Yan saw Zhu Yuluo struggling to walk with the team, with an obvious look of surprise on his face, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't you understand, Your Highness? If you are not hungry, for soldiers, watching movies is better than eating military rations for future generations."

It's more attractive. It's really admirable that His Highness can come up with such a way to motivate the soldiers to go on their way."

Zhu Ailao's face turned red with praise and she said: "This is all the consort's idea."

Li Yan was not surprised when he heard this, but smiled and said: "It seems that the prince-in-law must be a great talent."

"Okay."

Zhu Ailao looks humble, but in fact she is a little proud.

She felt that Hao Guangming's knowledge and knowledge may not be much in the Great China, but if he were to get it to the Ming Dynasty, he would definitely be like a crouching dragon and a phoenix.

···

morning.

Hao Guangming, the mistress of Wolong in Zhu Yusao's heart, took a nap after breakfast before going out to do errands.

He first went to the Yangji brigade headquarters to check on the construction progress of the building to be used as a rural supermarket.

The labor cost of hiring a construction team composed of rural folks is a little cheaper, but the construction speed is really slow.

Because whenever the farming season is busy, the folks who work part-time as construction workers have to go back to farm work.

Although there are all kinds of machinery for farming now, there are fewer people farming. Farmers who still farm in the countryside often farm several households' land by themselves. Even if they have all kinds of machinery, they will be busy for a while.

I just happened to plant rice seedlings some time ago, but it took half a month for the village supermarket to lay the foundation.

However, all kinds of bricks, stones, and sand have almost been transported. Hao Guangming estimated that when the busy farming season is over, the construction speed should pick up.

Once the two-story building is built, it should be completed in two or three months.

Afterwards, Hao Guangming went to the "Xingming Pharmacy" in the town to have a look.

The pharmacy was renovated a week ago.

However, because Yu Weiwei, Hao Guangming's five-color clerk, is still studying at a large pharmacy in the county, the "Xingming Pharmacy" has not officially opened yet.

A lot of medicine has been put into the warehouse, many of which are prepared for the Ming Dynasty.

Hao Guangming knew very well that whether it was a drugstore or a supermarket, it didn't matter whether it made money or not. The key was that it could help Zhu Yuyao's career in Ming Dynasty.

As long as Zhu Yuluo can do well in the Ming Dynasty, he will not worry about money.

After roughly checking the pharmacy's warehouse and the pharmacy's surveillance video in recent days, Hao Guangming drove a small box of goods to the county seat.

When he arrived at the county seat, he parked his car in the parking lot of the train station and took the train to the provincial capital as scheduled.

This time he wanted to go to Zeng Tianbao to do two things.

The first thing is to sell another Ming Dynasty jade to Zeng Dafu.

The second thing was to borrow the connections of the Zeng family and find experts who could make fake calligraphy and paintings to produce the Dashun imperial edict needed for the Red Lady's tribe to pass through Tongguan and other passes.

This may require him to go out for several days.

But he had already told Zhu Aao.

In order to avoid unexpected situations, Zhu Yaoshan will bring Zhu Yaoshan to the Red Lady's team in the past few days - there is a carriage to ride on, so she is not afraid that Zhu Yaoshan will slow down the progress of the team.

···

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Hao Guangming boarded Zeng Tianbao's car in addition to the provincial capital train station.

"Have you had lunch?" Zeng Tianbao asked after starting the car.

"Eat, food in the car."

Zeng Tianbao smiled after hearing this and said: "Since you have had lunch, let's not rush for dinner. There will be two or three hours until dark. Do you want Third Brother to take you to have fun?"

Hao Guangming asked: "Is this what you are talking about chic and serious?"

Zeng Tianbao smiled and said: "There are both serious and non-serious ones. It's up to you. Third brother guarantees that you will have a good time."

Hao Guangming also smiled and said: "Forget it, let's just get down to business."

Hao Guangming called Zeng Tianbao before he came. Zeng Tianbao knew what he wanted to do, so he said, "Then go to our head office first?"

"OK."

Arriving at the Zeng Tai Fook Head Office, Zeng Tianbao took Hao Guangming directly to Yang Cha's office at the Zeng Tai Fook Head Office.

However, as a jewelry and antique appraiser, Yang Cha's office is a bit like a laboratory.

And there is not only Yang Cha here, but also Zeng Dafu’s boss, Zeng Tianbao’s father, Zeng Guofu.

After some pleasantries, Hao Guangming took out the jade he wanted to sell without any hesitation.
Chapter completed!
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